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22 » Illicit Incidents

New York City, New York, 14th September 2022

To be frank, I love nearly everything about my super mega best friend and soon-to-be girlfriend, Avril, and I want to protect her at all costs, so even if I've never particularly liked the way she behaves under the influence of toxic chemicals in alcohol, I will always protect her from whatever things  that she will do, including easily gets fooled by men. To say the least, she tends to have a very sloppy drunk, not to forget the fact that we almost have sex a few years ago, or when she's blackout when she's clubbing with Kendall Jenner and several of her friends, or when I wake up to her twenty Facetime missed calls. It's not that I'm saying she can't protect herself, but under the liquid courage, she can't handle everything.

"I didn't mean anything to her dude, I promise," Calums apologizes as her waist is against me, pulling her closer to me and showing him my protective gesture towards Avril. His hands are up in the air, and his lip corners are downward, assuring me he's got no intention towards Avril.

Well, I can say, if only she's mine, I have every right to be angry at him. Nonetheless, she has the right to choose whatever fucks she wants. It's just my Niall tingle – just like what Tom's in Spiderman. "Well, what can I say? She's drunk," I laugh to cover up my irritation with his behavior. "and, yeah, she's 24 though, she's allowed to have fun," I pat Calum's shoulder, trying not to make him uncomfortable at my party. "but she's not really good at this, though, so I need to keep my eyes on her."

"So not going to get blackout, aren't you?"

"She's drunk enough and who in the hell will drive us home if it's not me."

"Yeah, I think I'm drunk," Avril laughs as she loops her arms around my wet shoulder, even though I have taken off my wet leather jacket, the liquid stains my black shirt as well. I look down at her, a small contained smile on my full lips created as I look into her beautiful yet intoxicated face. "why are you so wet?"

"Champagne shower."

"Yeah, watch your girl, mate."

"Always," keep my girl safe.

Calum leaves us alone, chats with the other guys in the room, and dances with Amber. Well, this lad is going to get laid tonight, I think. I make eye contact and smile at Avril to see if she's sober enough to dance. She reciprocates my smile, sparking a connection between me and her.

I offer my left hand to lead her to the dance floor as we simply feel the groove and get moving along with each other. We stay on the beat and repetitively do the dance; keeping our arms up, snapping, clapping, or pumping to the beat as well.

I rotate and swing her shoulders with the beat, moving forward, backward, and around her as we do the two-step. "Happy birthday, Champagne Boy," she says as she licks my neck once again.

"Thank you, love," I say as I bump and grind when she moves in close so that our hips are touching. I place my hands on her hip and stagger my feet with hers so that I'm not constantly bumping her knees. As the beat keeps on going, I swing my hips back and forth together on the beat as we move together.

The party is a blast; everyone is having fun, taking pictures with me and my wet hair, shouting happy birthday to me, getting wet by the champagne – even Avril, and dancing until some of them get blackout. To say the least, I'm really happy that everything goes well despite I'm kind of angry with Calum because I know he flirts with her and he likes it.

I know it and I can see it through his eyes. It's absolutely bullshit he doesn't want to fuck her.

Hours and hours go by, and I haven't gotten drunk, Avril keeps on dancing with me and some of my friends which I think she mingles with, and most surprisingly she doesn't even get a blackout – even though I know she's already intoxicated. As I thanked everyone for coming to my party and the party ended at 3 in the morning, Avril is able to stand up and goes to my car and my apartment room by herself. Well, even though she walks with a slight stagger and I need to put her arm over my shoulder, helping her to stay upright.